EVERNA Ring of Fire

DANTONU Part 4

Sinners: Arumi, Sthira, Dhaka, Nirya.

Surprisingly, none of the supernatural or stealth creatures came across Dhaka, Sthira, Arumi, Nirya, Dapu Dapu, Canirwa and the entourage. Though they had expected that there were Vrithra spies who had reported about them to their master. Vrithra's supporters must have been preparing for a surprise attack on the rebel passage.

In the end, a fierce battle between the Vrithra-supporting demons and the bravest demons in the rebel ranks never took place. Although it has been tracking the slopes of Mount Dantonu, both feet of Dhaka continue to tremble.

Just as the commodore paused to calm himself down, Sthira rebuked him, "You okay, Dhaka?"

"Dhaka is good" said Dhaka, in a hurry to walk again.

"Your face was not created to show mimicry, while your scales hide the condition of your body. But you can't lie to me, old man. Something makes you really nervous, doesn't it?"

Dhaka did not answer, nor did he.

So Sthira kept on pressing, "The Komodorai in Dantonu must be more than just 'as a race' for you, right? Your reaction when you hear the name of the mother commodore explains everything."

It only took a moment for Dhaka to finally sigh and speak, "Dibu Anam is a couple, who in human terms is Dhaka's wife. The three commodore children of Dibu are the biological children of Dhaka. Dhaka's attitude should be clear, dear Rai Savitri is less sensitive."

"Yes, but your life's gamble also jeopardizes our mission. Do you think that if Rai Savitri knew exactly and would understand your relationship with your children, he would be gathering treacherous commodities and siding with Vrithra?"

Dhaka gaped for a moment, then shook his head. This time the wise sososk seemed to run out of sense. "This is so wrong. What should Dhaka do, Sthira?"

Sthira was also stunned, being questioned like that. "Oh, frankly I don't have a family, so I've never faced a situation like this. So, there's only one way I can deal with every problem."

"What is that way?"

"By being myself."

"Sthira means?"

"Before I was in Akhsar, I always dealt with problems by reacting to whatever I saw right then and there. But last time, I realized that my way had been wrong all along. So sorry, when I woke up I tried to pretend to keep fainting to observe things more closely. It turned out to be true, Rai Savitri's 'madness' was caused by magic, not because his heart was evil. I almost killed the wrong guy. So, this is the new way of my new self, which is to observe the situation first before acting."

"Aah! Dhaka will also try the Sthira way. Dhaka will negotiate first with Dibu Anam, then act. Thank you, Sthira!"

"Together." Sthira nodded with a sincere smile.

Actually Dhaka wanted to add, "But it's easier to talk about a good proposal than to run it." But the words were left hanging on his forked tongue, afraid it would offend his interlocutor.

After all, the road is getting narrower and uphill, consisting of a row of steep stairs are increasingly difficult to pass. The good news, the group has not yet had to climb almost straight as in Mount Tubar'e and Yamkora.

"Well, we have arrived at the courtyard in front of the gate to the settlement of the Komodorai tribe" Canirwa said. "We have to be very careful, because the Four Guards can..."

"... Appear anytime, don't you think?" sahut a hoarse voice, but still impressed somewhat feminine.

Dhaka gasp. Four dragons darting came as fast as lightning, occupying their respective positions in the corners of the court which is almost like an eighth square.

The speaker, the most slouching of the four, continued, "Well, what an honor. Dear Canirwa Krana visit our humble village."

One of the young commodore who was a female continued, "But you brought a human. Do you want to donate to the new collection of Mountain Cells Statue?" His tongue was sticking out expectantly.

"Not this time" Canirwa replied.

"Lantas, what are you doing here?" snapped the largest male Komodorai among the four. "Tah Rai Taksaka, anyone is forbidden to cross, apalgi climb Mount Dantonu."

"Isn't it clear? We had to cross this mountain to face Rai Taksaka. This is very important, closely related to the future of Watas. My question is, will you be willing to let us through?"

"Rai Taksaka has given the order. We must obey him as a sign of our loyalty to Rai Taksaka!" fun Dibu Anam. "We can't let you through. If forced, be prepared to lose your life."

Canirwa then receded backwards, showing the figure of the commodore behind him. "Then, it's Dhaka's turn to talk to you guys."

Dhaka deliberately continued to walk until he stood in the middle of the courtyard. "Yes, this is Dhaka. Dibu, children. It turns out you're still alive..." He turned around, staring at the four commodities one by one.

The four Komomrai guards looked back at Dhaka, but none of them came forward and welcomed the figure they should have loved dearly.

The deeply sent Nirya tried to come forward to mediate this "family affair. But Sthira spread her hands, blocking her path while shaking her head.

Dhaka who saw the scene of Nirya and Sthira was sighing. He knows he has to face his family so that there is a chance to get the best results. So he began to talk to his partner, "Since being separated from Dhuraga, Dhaka has always been looking for Dibu...!"

But what Dhaka gets is a clash, "Save your pleasantries! Dhaka Commodorai is dead since he decided to stay to ward off the pursuers rather than protect his own family up close!"

"But if Dhaka doesn't do that, the whole tribe will...!"

"... Back in the arms of the Srisari and maybe our family won't be separated! Don't you realize we've been suffering for years, becoming protectors for this tribe of refugees in this secluded place?"

Hearing such words, Dhaka even snapped back, "What? What kind of thought is that? Dibuu know Dhaka Chieftain, so Dhaka must defend the entire tribe, not just the Dhaka family! Dibu only counts Dibu children, no matter the tribe! What kind of chieftain is Dibu, huh?"

"I was forced to become the Chief because me and the children were the most powerful in our tribe. I don't want to be the Chief anymore! I want to live my old days in peace!"

"Then leave the Dibu position to Rambu, the strongest firstborn!"

The young female commodore snapped, "Can't! Tikha is the smartest, Tikha must be the Chief!"

The third Commodore, a not-so-great-bodied male interjected, "Ciro is smart and also strong! Kiro trains and studies hard every day, Kiro deserves to be the chieftain!"

"No! The fastest sign!" hardik the greatest commodore.

"Tikkha!"

"Should Kiro!"

The three young Komodorai brandished their respective spears, ready to lunge towards each other. Family scenery like this makes anyone who sees it. There was absolutely no implied affection in their attitude. They were more like a mercenary squad than a family.

So, Dhaka faced this kind of family in a very different way, his own way. He pointed straight around with his dragon spear and exclaimed, "Bamboo, Tikha, Kiro! Face this father of yours, three on one! We'll see which of you deserves to be the new Chief!"

The three young Komodorai faced Dhaka, their body movements like hunters who want to take a swing at the prey. Then, without warning, the three lunged forward with a soaring spear, as if about to kill their own biological father.

Even Dhaka himself did not hesitate to swing his spear towards his own children, just like the ways of animal dragons. He nimbly repels or avoids each spear thrust, then retorts or retreats. Dhaka also moves around the court, "serving" his children one by one in turn.

While roaring, Rambu pierced straight towards Dhaka's heart.

"The sign is strong, but less agile." Proving his words, Dhaka easily spun around avoiding the prick. Then he jumped up, strung his leg shins at the nape of the great Komodo dragon. As a result, the sign fell to kiss the ground.

"The signal!" Seeing her sister fall, Tikha shot up as fast as lightning. He had not had time to launch a single attack, the opponent was very close, taking a position right on the side of Tikha.

"Quite fast, but it has to be stronger to go faster and match Dhaka" Dhaka commented.

Surprised, the female Komodo dragon was about to knock her spear reflexively in the other direction, but Dhaka's fist first landed very hard on her stomach. Tikha collapsed and bent his knees instantly.

"Tikkha! Grr!" With overflowing anger, the youngest Kiro twirled his spear. As he approached the opponent, Kiro launched sudden stabs between the swings of the spear.

Dhaka was stunned. He tried to keep dodging while reading the opponent's attack pattern, such as how many times he snatched and then stabbed. This time, Dhaka was wrong. As he avoided one stab, it was not the sabetage that came, but the second stab. As a result, Kiro's spearhead landed on the abdomen beside Dhaka.

Surprisingly, instead of screaming in pain, Dhaka instead said, "Good, the strength and speed of Kiro's attack are balanced, full of variations as well. But kiro is still rash."

"What?" Unbelieving himself to have yet to defeat his father, Kiro pulls his spear. But the tip of the spear had been tightly grasped by Dhaka until it was "locked", unable to be moved at all. Before he could deploy another variation of the attack, Dhaka's kick had landed on Kiro's cheek. As a result, the young commodore was pushed back a few steps.

But when he saw that his two brothers had risen, Kiro shouted, "Rambu, Tikha! We attack together!"